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He associates my name with himself,
But no one is able to give a name to this relationship.
Love is infinitely incalculable to him,
But alas, he cannot execute love.
It is said that my life is often in loneliness,
I am unable to give this head openly to him
The responsibilities are very much on the shoulders of love,
He comes to meet but is not able to give one evening.
He is caught by the shackles of caste and religion,
He is not able to blame anyone for his compulsions.
The thread of the mind has tied us to each other,
But it is not able to give this bond the name of marriage.
About the Creator
Priyabrataa Ganguly
Professional writer, foodie, love poems
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